Soo, this chapter is a little shorter than intended because I might not have a lot of time to write over the weekend, but I'd written this much and figured it could work as a chapter of its own. I'd feel bad if I had it written and didn't update:p
And before you kill me, I know a lot of you want that shower scene and it is included (sort of), just not in the beginning. You'll see.
I'm also supposed to be sleeping right now, but you know... My cats are already sleeping next to me though:p
Chapter five: Alone time with Sasuke
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-October 22nd, 2012-
The next morning, Naruto went to Sasuke's front door to get the morning paper. Sasuke had somehow managed to throw away or hide the previous ones, and Naruto was curious. He wondered if there would really be anything about him and Sasuke in it. As he bent to pick it up, moving sneakily because Sasuke thought he'd just gone to the bathroom, he noticed a white envelope on top of it. He flipped it over and saw that it had the Uchiha Corps's logo on it, and Sasuke's name was written by hand on it. He pursed his lips thoughtfully and stared at it for a while. If he brought it back to Sasuke he'd know that Naruto had the paper as well, but if he didn't then Sasuke might not find it or simply get rid of it. It could be important. He was relieved of his decision-making as Sasuke came up to him, looking at him with suspicion.
"It's for you" he said, trying to look innocent while holding out the envelope.
"How surprising. Throw it away."
Sasuke was so grumpy sometimes.
"It could be important."
"It could be that I don't fucking care. Now what are you planning on doing with that newspaper?"
Naruto held it protectively behind his back.
"I was just going to read it. But I really think we should focus on the envelope instead."
Sasuke glared at him, but then he sighed.
"Do what you want as long as you don't tell me about it." He dragged a hand through his hair and grimaced when he felt a knot in it. "I have to go brush my hair." He turned to walk back in the direction he came from.
Naruto huffed. His sort-of boyfriend was so unreasonably vain. Didn't he realize that he had incredibly arousing just-woke-up-after-a-night-of-sex hair? He went into the kitchen and slumped down in his usual chair. They were way too comfy to be mere kitchen chairs. He tilted it backwards so that he balanced on just two of its legs, holding the edge of the table in case the chair wasn't to be trusted. But he didn't have to worry; it was an amazing chair. He heard Sasuke coming back and hastily dropped back to all fours instead. Sasuke was brushing his dark hair carefully and tried to smooth it down with his other hand.
"Do you always brush in the kitchen?" Naruto asked, watching Sasuke's futile attempts with amusement.
"No, I came to complain about you making me go to bed with wet hair last night. Look at it! It's pure horror."
Naruto chuckled and flicked Sasuke's stomach, the pale man having stopped just in front of him.
"But you looked so fucking hot with wet hair" he said, untying the knot on Sasuke's sweat pants. These were grey ones, and a lot baggier, and he felt a huge amount of content as they started to slide down the raven's hips. Sasuke glared at him and abandoned his attempts to fix his hair to pull them back up, tying the knot again. Naruto pouted and looked up at Sasuke, trying his best at puppy eyes.
Sasuke's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, and he used his free hand to push down the blond's eyelids, shielding him from that powerful look. It's not like he didn't want a blowjob or anything, but they didn't have time for that. More specifically, he didn't like the feeling he had that it would most likely end with him bottoming again. His ass was a little too sore for that. He threw the brush on the counter, deciding he'd deal with it later, and started to make breakfast. He would have to teach Naruto to make smoothies sometime.
Slightly disappointed, Naruto turned his attention towards the letter for Sasuke. He wasn't seriously trying to initiate anything anyway, he couldn't be late for work. He turned the envelope over in his hands, noticing that it was more cream-colored than white and having the feel of parchment rather than paper. Well, Uchiha Corps was a pretty fancy company from what he knew of it. He glanced at Sasuke who ignored him completely. He hesitated a second, then opened it slowly, biting his lip in concentration.
Sasuke glanced back at Naruto, seeing him open the letter. It was obviously from his brother and he had no desire to read it at all. He watched Naruto read in concentration, and didn't have time to avert his eyes as Naruto looked up at him. But Naruto just looked down again, continuing to read but glancing back at Sasuke now and then. Sasuke gritted his teeth in irritation. There's no way that letter could be that long, unless Naruto was an exceptionally slow reader. When Naruto looked up again Sasuke groaned in frustration and gave up. Two fast steps and he reached Naruto, snatching the letter out of his hand, missing the grin the blond tried to hide.
When he'd read the letter he ripped it in tiny pieces, went over to the window and was just about to open it and throw the pieces out when he caught himself. Crap, the fangirls might find the pieces and glue them together. It had happened before. This was why he always burnt stuff, except he was out of matches at the moment. He sighed.
Naruto looked at Sasuke with concern. It's not like the letter had contained bad news or something. It was just his brother, apparently named Itachi, apologizing and reminding him of a press conference the following morning. It was a short letter really, but Naruto used the same trick he'd use on kids to make Sasuke curious and read it. Too easy. But Sasuke didn't seem very happy about the apology. Or perhaps it was the press conference. He watched Sasuke look out through the window, seemingly having a mini-crisis. When he heard him mumbling about burning stuff he figured it was time to intervene.
Sasuke felt Naruto's hand on his arm and turned around again, pouting.
"I don't have any matches, and if I throw it out girls might find it" he said.
Naruto stared at him for a second, then he face-palmed.
"Oh god why" he groaned, making Sasuke cross his arms in annoyance. Then he looked at Sasuke seriously.
"You're going right?"
"Where?" Sasuke looked confused.
"To that thing tomorrow!"
Sasuke glared at him. "I guess."
"Good." Naruto nodded to himself, and then he went back to his chair. "Now make me a smoothie."
Sasuke shook his head and snorted. Since when did he allow himself to be ordered around like that? But Naruto was grinning, and he couldn't help smiling too. What was one measly press conference compared to that smile?
As Naruto sat down again he unfolded the newspaper, searching the front page for anything interesting. The headline was something about politics, but Naruto didn't bother finding out what. Instead, his eyes were glued to a side article. Oh now we're talking. There was a picture of Sasuke, looking annoyed. It seemed to have been taken at some sort of public appearance judging by the suit and background. Hmm he should convince Sasuke to wear a suit next time they fucked. Clearing his head from those distracting thoughts he read the bold text above it: Uchiha Sasuke coming out? Naruto snorted and ignored the smaller text in favor of reading the whole article.
"You'd think they'd have something better to write about" he commented.
"I think one of the people in charge have a crush on me." Sasuke shrugged. "And I thought I told you I didn't want to know."
"The picture of us is actually of pretty good quality. I think they captured my good side" Naruto mused, grinning when Sasuke gave him a look.
He continued to read; completely immersed in it he accepted his smoothie from Sasuke and didn't even complain about it.
"They think I'm the reason you broke up with her" he then said, sounding amused.
"Did they already forget that she broke up with me or what?" Sasuke couldn't help commenting, even if he'd have preferred it if Naruto hadn't started reading in the first place. Newspapers always got things wrong when they wrote about him. It was like a curse or something.
"It's more like they think she caught us doing it, but overall the reporter seems to be on your side."
"How nice." Sasuke didn't really sound like he meant it.
"Hmm, there's another one here thinking that you'll quit your job and run off with me. Romantic isn't it?" Naruto wiggled his eyebrows at Sasuke, who didn't seem as amused by the idea. "Ooh they've asked the public for their opinion! 67% thinks that you're definitely gay, 10% that you're being targeted, 14% that it's a PR thingy and the rest apparently don't care."
Sasuke sipped his smoothie glaring at the offending piece of paper. He was just about to forcefully retrieve it so he could get rid of it when Naruto laughed out loud.
"What" he said, eyeing the blond suspiciously.
"This columnist is really funny" he said between chuckles.
"Well fuck the columnist."
"Yeah he'd love that!" Naruto laughed some more, especially at seeing Sasuke's dismayed look.
"I wonder how long it'll take them to find out my name and shit" he then said, pursing his lips thoughtfully and causing Sasuke to momentarily lose focus at the sight. Once he was back down on earth he said:
"Well, it depends on whether or not someone you know will sell you out. Otherwise I'm guessing tomorrow at the press conference."
Naruto gave him a blank look. "You mean you're gonna tell them?"
"If you don't mind."
"I guess not. So, are you going to make an epic speech about how suppressed you've felt playing straight and stuff?"
Sasuke scowled at Naruto's easy-going expression. "No."
"Bastard. You could give them something to write about at least." He kicked Sasuke playfully, thinking that the Uchiha looked really cute when he was moping. "Come on, this is huge! At least tell them how I dazzled you with my irresistible charm and that you're now pregnant with my child and we're eloping." His grin was definitely threatening to split his face in half now, and Sasuke narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Maybe I should tell them you kidnapped me and used me as your slave."
"Sure, but it'll be troublesome to have sex if they lock me up."
"You're not taking this seriously at all" Sasuke accused.
"And you're taking it too seriously Sasuke. Relax, you'll be fine! And if you're not I'll hug you 'til you are." Naruto gave him a genuine smile, and Sasuke allowed his worry to shine through.
"But what if I say something bad and the company goes bankrupt and Itachi will hate me?"
Naruto leaned forward and took his hand, swinging it back and forth lightly. "Just talk to your brother before you tell the public. It'll work out."
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Later, when he'd dropped Naruto off at work, he caught up on all his household chores. There were groceries to be bought, clothes to be washed, an apartment to clean… It gave him some time to think things through. He needed a good strategy for tomorrow morning, and business-Sasuke was put to work. The main reason for the conference was not his personal life however, and he spent an hour or two catching up on his job as well. Itachi was the CEO, but Sasuke was in charge of the strategic department, deciding what to do and when. Itachi didn't lie when he said Sasuke was an important part of Uchiha Corps. He winced at the amount of e-mails he'd gotten during the few days he'd been gone, but most of them weren't important thankfully. He didn't want to know how many missed calls he had. Finally concluding that the worst part had been dealt with he decided to work some steam off. He'd have liked to use Naruto for that, but since he was at work Sasuke would have to do it alone. He decided to visit his building's private gym, thinking he could use a good workout session.
An hour later he went back into the locker room, drying off some sweat with the small towel he'd brought with him inside. He huffed in annoyance. Watching himself work out in the mirrors made him think of all sorts of other reasons he could get that sweaty and worked up. Why the fuck were there mirrors there anyway? And it didn't exactly help that his ass still felt a bit sore, forcing him to give up on using a bike and instead run as a warm-up, something he hated. And the whole time he imagined the idiot there watching. It turned him on. He pouted, feeling lonely and not liking it one bit. It would be great when Naruto finally moved in with him, and he thought that he'd have to bring him to the gym for a work out. Naruto would wear something tight and revealing, and Sasuke would watch him until he couldn't take it anymore and force Naruto up against some wall and have his way with him.
He licked his lips as he pulled off his training clothes in order to take a shower. He could have just gone back to his own, but these were actually good showers and he didn't feel like taking the elevator back up again smelling like this. He frowned when he noticed his state of arousal; he'd thought about Naruto just a tad too much it seemed. As he stepped into one of the cubicles, letting the warm water run down his relaxed body, he couldn't help but think back to what had happened last night. He blushed, remembering the embarrassing things he'd done, especially that screaming part. Thinking about it didn't exactly kill his hard-on though, and he looked down at it contemplatively. He was alone, everybody else most likely at work, and he'd been sort of aroused the whole day ever since he woke up with Naruto's morning wood poking his back. Maybe he should have let Naruto undress him earlier after all. And once he'd picked the blond up from work they'd go pack his things, meaning there would be an awful amount of time between their previous release and the next. Before he met Naruto (which was just a few days ago now that he thought about it, but feeling a lot longer) he'd pleasured himself at least twice a day, needing the endorphins to be able to get out of bed. What could he say, he was one horny bastard. He should start waking up Naruto earlier so they could have morning sex too.
As he leaned his head on the cold tiles and started to work on himself, he thought that having someone special to think of almost made up for the lack of Naruto's physical presence. He imagined Naruto kneeling in front of him, remembering the feel of that skilled tongue around his member, sucking harder when Sasuke urged him on. His eyes would be closed, enjoying the feel of Sasuke in his mouth, as he descended as far as he possibly could and moaned causing vibrations around him. Sasuke groaned out loud at the memory, then switched scenes to what had occurred later in the shower. Naruto had pushed him so that his back connected with the red tiles on the wall, telling him how sexy he looked like that, just fucked and eager for more. He'd tried to ignore the heat in his stomach as he momentarily remembered the feeling of Naruto sliding in and out of him, but Naruto had distracted him by lapping at his nipples and pinching them between his fingers. The hot water had created lots of steam around them as Naruto had reached behind him and grabbed his ass roughly, whispering in his ear how badly he wanted to fill Sasuke again.
The present Sasuke smacked himself for focusing on those parts, but he was helpless as his mind conjured up memory after memory, his cock straining harder for release after each one of them. Naruto had teased his already stretched entrance, producing sparks of arousal that went directly to his groin. He tried hard not to remember his own words, begging Naruto to take him, but his attempts were futile and he felt his hand speeding up without him telling it, taking him closer to that orgasm that was going to be oh so bittersweet. He opened his eyes and watched himself, imagining Naruto's hands stroking him instead, and his cock… oh screw it who was he kidding? Naruto's cock had felt amazing inside of him and he relived every moment in his mind, every hard thrust against his already too sensitive prostate, every loud slap of wet skin against wet skin.
He could feel his orgasm drawing near, and he could almost hear Naruto's hot breath against his ear, telling him to come. Telling him to come for Naruto. As he shuddered from his sudden release, watching the semen immediately get washed down the drain, he moaned Naruto's name over and over again, not bothering to feel ashamed of the submissive sounds he made anymore. He felt sweet pleasure rolling slowly through his body, the echo of Naruto's own pleasure-filled voice in his mind as he'd shot his load inside Sasuke for the second time that night. But as he came back to reality again, it was with determination in his eyes. He stood up straight again, rinsing his hand underneath the sprays of hot water. Sasuke was topping next time or Naruto could sleep on the couch, damn it.
Sasuke is such a pervert! I think he's getting over his issues with bottoming though:p If you have cravings for lemons, you could either make lemon juice or check out my other stories ;D Next chap will be more intense, promise!
